A large part of the 90 minutes is spent in exposition of finding his space and something like a life in this new reality; his resourcefulness and generally singular outlook on life hold in some sort of stead.

But even he has his limits when he encounters a former doctor-turned-zombie (Denis Lavant). Again, the Oscar for Zombie in a Supporting, Non-Speaking, Grunting Role is secure).

Zombies tell us everything about the zeitgeist and we fully believe in an apocalypse that might grip our world.

Zombies embody our incomprehension of what might lie on the other side of that void.

The Night Eats The World is something of a philosophical treatise about that flex point. It’s just problematic having a protagonist with a world view as solipsistic as that of Sam.